teria a self proclaimed title of child rapist, murderer, and cannibal named Albert Fish. Fish was a old, gray, slender man who after a visit to a famine filled China developed a taste for human flesh from the locals. Upon moving to New York he found himself obsessed with sexual mutilation and cannibalism and would at times eat only raw meat and feed that to his six children. After being arrested twice, Fish met Edward Budd and his family through an advertisement in the New York World for possible employment. The murderer found ten year old Grace Budd to be quite the opportunity and invited her to a “party” which her parents agreed to let her go to. Instead of a party, on June 3rd, 1928 Fish and Grace Budd went on the train to Worthington station in Westchester and then brought her to a wooded area which held a cottage kept behind the trees. As Grace picked flowers, Fish called to her from upstairs and strangled her to death. He then mutilated her, and dismembered her body to cook and eat. In Nov. of 1934 a letter addressed to Grace Budd’s mother detailed the past of the man they thought they had known and trusted, then it went on to describe the murder and consumption of their ten year old daughter. Shortly thereafter, Fish was caught and tried for murder in the city of White Plains where he confessed to having killed hundreds of children, one in every state though these claims may have been exaggerated. He was also tried for the murder of two young boys previous to the murder of Budd. The police exhumed Grace Budd’s body from Fish’s “Wysteria” cottage in Irvington, NY on a street that is now called Mountain Road. It was in the woods of this
location where Albert Fish would run around at night naked howling at the moon, and obsessing over the fates of children. In police custody, they found two dozen needles floating around in Fish’s pelvis and perineum which he himself put there for sexual gratification. After receiving his sentence of death by electric chair he was seen by several psychiatrists who declared him a “psychiatric phenomenon” of having over a dozen psychiatric disorders and abnormal sexual fetishes. At his execution, his last words were reportedly “I don’t even know why I am here.” He is suspected to have killed at least ten children but is known only of killing four. Today, the Werewolf of Wysteria’s cottage still stands to most historians knowledge and is on the market, though it’s past owner is obviously not advertised. The historical society claims it is probably his house while the real estate salesman claims it is not. 4. Buckout Road, White Plains Only 12 minutes away from Purchase lies the secluded and popular winding road known to most Westchester residents as being one of the creepiest places around. Many legends and stories surround Buckout Road but only a few really have stuck with the public all these years. Buckout Road was the home to the Buckhout family, a popular and well-connected group who inhabited Westchester since the 17th century. Isaac Buckhout was a wealthy man married to Ann Louisa Buckhout who was also quite affluent and lived on Buckout Road in a large house. Isaac however grew very depressed with his life and suspected that his wife may have been cheating on him. On New Year’s day 1870, Isaac 10
Buckhout invited over his neighbor Alfred Rendall and his son Charles for tea. While his wife prepared dinner and the Rendall’s sat in the other room, Isaac excused himself and retrieved his rifle which he used to strike his wife in the back of the head with. After delivering a mortal wound to his wife, he entered the other room and shot Alfred and his son. A neighbor hearing the shot went to investigate and found Isaac running away from his home in a panic. Entering the buckhout home she found Alfred Rendall shot dead, Charles calling for help and seriously wounded and Mrs. Buckhout gasping for air shortly before she died of her wounds. Isaac Buckhout turned himself in that day and was sentenced to hang a year later after a lengthy trial due to multiple appeals. On February 16th, 1872 Isaac V. Buckhout was hanged for the murder of Alfred Rendall and his wife Ann Louisa Buckhout. A large gravestone still stands on Buckhout Road today as does many other gravestones from that era. Another story of Buckhout Road is of the flesh-eating albino cult that is situated in the red farmhouse that lies on Buckhout Road. As stupid as this sounds this has been spread all across Westchester since the ‘70’s and people still swear it has happened to them. The legend goes that a group of albino people wanted to be in solitude and purchased a farm on the quiet Buckhout Road. Many children however already partied there and stressed the albino’s out who wished only to remain by themselves. Attempting to scare the children away after a group honked their car horns near their house repeatedly... Article continues on page 15 26 October 2013